After gaining his memories back, Wanderer doesn’t do much with his life, he isn’t required to eat or sleep or anything humans need. He mostly just..sits..by himself.

He would never admit that he’s lonely, but he truly is, he doesn’t have many friends, if any. He just passes his time in whatever way he can, usually avoiding talking to really anyone unless he’s approached for some reason.

Right now, he was sitting down against a tree, gazing up at the sky above him as the sun set.